A Flood of People

"Young Master, I haven't seen you before. You've just arrived, haven't you?"

The shopkeeper's beautiful eyes shifted as she asked with a smile.

Those eyes were still sizing Ning Qi up, revealing a hint of curiosity.

"That's right."

Ning Qi nodded calmly. "I came here not long ago."

"I thought so."

The shopkeeper gave a slight nod, then asked, "Which realm did you come from?"

"He has no fixed abode and is a Rogue Cultivator."

"However, he is already a member of our Thousand Crane Sect now."

Before Ning Qi could explain, Li Qiuwan hurriedly spoke.

She did in fact have selfish motives.

She was worried that the shopkeeper before her would poach Ning Qi away.

It hadn't been easy to run into such a deep-pocketed expert. How could she let him go so easily?

Whether it was the Spirit Marrow Liquid in his hands or the Spirit Marrow Essence, even her sect master might not necessarily have such a large quantity.

The other point was his unfathomable strength.

Although they had known each other for these few days, she still did not know Ning Qi's true strength.

Because his true strength had simply never had the chance to be displayed.

"Oh, Thousand Crane Sect?"

After hearing her words, the shopkeeper's willow brows drew tight. "Never heard of it. You only just came up, didn't you?"

In the Immortal Realm, if she had never heard of this sect, then they were definitely people who had come up from some unknown place in the Immortal World.

As for where exactly, there was no way to investigate.

Beyond the Immortal Realm, things were vast and boundless.

She had no interest in understanding any of that either.

Originally, she had thought this Ning Qi might be a young master from the Immortal Realm,